Jeff Buckley II

there have always been a few who could take me there

who could take me to a place where i could alternately be
a different scene, a place to be free
everyone wants to be free
to sometimes dream, to sometimes scream,
alternately to reality

sometimes they can touch reality,
creatively, emotionally
singing of it
sometimes a future tragedy,
a path of thought, of words
leading to a place, a time they could never truly see

"There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Well it's my time coming, I'm not afraid" ~ J Buckley

it's born of pain with a majesty so grande
a thorny, bloody crown worn by those who've come to face the blasphemy of life begotten 
who've come to build an amnesty
contrary to the dark dark deal
one long long forgotten
a deal more real than all we touch and feel

tragedy

none that I know
before I discovered you
have ever done it so Grace(fully)
you impart your rhapsody on all of mankind
so beautifully
so valiantly 
then depart
and even that was an art you so desperately wanted us to see

"Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over" ~ J Buckley

i wish i could've met you, but time did not permit
instead you left a recipe
one written by another
a script involving the moon
a tree in bloom
one to imbibe late in a lifelong fight to continue on

"I lost myself on a cool, damp night
I gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree

I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
And be what I want to be" ~ J Shelton

you may be a point in the annals of history,
but i find solace in your tragedy
in your majesty
when i flee my reality

may your human song live on
may others find the hope
i find in your mortality